The formation formed by the three men rapidly dissolved within the room.
Though Cao Changjing did not understand why, he seized the opportunity in that instant.
One strike to settle it all.
In the pitch-black darkness, one of them suddenly sensed a force rushing at him from within the dark.
Before he could think, he instinctively threw a punch, colliding fiercely with that force.
In an instant, a series of dull bangs rang out, as though the entire space had been shaken by the impact.
Fist met palm.
The darkness was so dense that even Spiritual Sense could not probe through it.
Suddenly, a face actually poked out from between the man's clasped hands!
It caught him completely off guard.
Then, the face lunged forward, moving with lightning speed, and struck him squarely in the chest with a heart-piercing palm strike.
The man: (O_o)??
What kind of move was that?
That palm strike was not particularly powerful, and he also had a heart-protecting mirror over his chest.
He did not notice anything amiss.
Yet only moments later, black veins began spreading across the heart-protecting mirror on his chest.
So frightened was he that he hurriedly threw the mirror away.
But after unleashing that one move, his opponent retreated once more into the thick darkness.
The man could not make heads or tails of it.
The formation broke, and Cao Changjing's desperate predicament was immediately resolved.
The three men sensed danger.
"Not good, he has help! Retreat!!"
But their formation had been broken, while another formation had already enveloped them.
Even if they wanted to flee now, they could not escape.
Cao Changjing let out a low shout and smashed one man's chest inward with a single hammer blow.
"Don't kill my second brother. We surrender."
"Scram!"
Cao Changjing had not